(above photo: My Mother and I, 1958, when I was 16. We lived on Wilshire Blvd. Just west of the Beverly Hills City Limits sign on Wilshire.)
Although I’ve changed from Z to A during my 74 years, there hasn’t been any change in my taste in music since I was first cognizant that music existed. Not totally true. When I was a teenage in the 1950’s, I listened to more popular music than I do now. But, popular music then was much different than it is now.
I was raised by a single mother. My Mother’s musical taste was formed in the big band era. She had a large record collection, and since I heard so much of the big bands, I liked that music, too, more than I did the popular music of the 1950’s.
However, my taste varied somewhat from that of my Mother. I never went for the popular groups or the popular female singers of the 1950’s, but I loved Judy Garland, Lena Horne, Chris Conner. We both liked Billy Eckstine, whom I met years later. When I met him I was in an office belonging to Redd Foxx, when he came in. I called my Mother immediately to tell her I had just met Billy Eckstine. I was so excited to share this experience with her because he was one of the few common interests we had as I was growing up
However, I always liked classical or semi-classical music more than popular, which my Mother didn’t share eventhough she studied piano for 10 years. When she was growing up parents often thought it a social advantage to have a daughter who could play the piano, so many girls were forced to learn to play even though they had no musical talent. That was my Mother.
In my 20’s, I visited many of the jazz clubs in Los Angeles, and met many musicians. However, I always had a hard time talking to musicians, because even though I liked music, I didn’t have much knowledge of it, and didn’t know how to talk about it. I also discovered that the jazz musicians I met could talk about nothing else.
I also love jass pianists like Erroll Gardner & Oscar Peterson.
https://youtu.be/DAjIwTqyDZE?list=FLg6Rzlt8HlY0BX8JhSa43aAI met Dizzy Gillaspe twice, once in San Francisco, where he took me for coffee, and once in L.A., but we had little in common. When he asked me out for coffee, I hardly knew who he was. If I had been aware of what a great legend he already was, I probably would have been too shy to talk with him. Only later did I learn that he was best friends with Charlie Parker, whom I like more than any other jazz musician.
The best of Dizzie.
To cut to the chase. I will say what I like best at this time, on this day, of my life, which is turning out longer than I ever expected: thank God. All my favorite music is on my site on Youtube
Presently I love the music of John Corigliano and ,